Serena, I read this a few days ago, but I’m just now getting back here to comment. This isn’t any easy poem to parody yet you’ve done it masterfully.

I especially enjoyed the way you incorporated decluttering your closet. It is wonderfully cleansing. I gave a speech to a group of women last year and mentioned that most women have three sizes in their closet: small, medium and liar. It’s positively wonderful paring down to the essentials. You’re left with clothing that looks terrific on you, that fits and that suits your lifestyle.

Oh you lived up to your blog title with this spoof of our Clements Moore poem–Thrift DIVING!!!! I was giggling as I imagined your husband muttering hoarder as he carefully backs out his car in a snowstorm. And you hearing what arose such a clatter!!! All that furniture toppling!!! And bags and bags of clothes you are purging from your closet as your children dream of sugarplums???. And your brow all so sweaty as you work like an elf. And you wake up and it’s ALL a dream written for our enjoyment. ? Ahh Serena how boring life would be without you in my life!!!!! I can cry but usually giggle!!!!! So inquiring minds just have to know….was it ALL make believe or like the REAL Santa you’ve taken bags to the donation center and you’ve sold more furniture!!!!